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For Jennifer

A Catatonic Simian

Ex-Bluelighter
Joined
Dec 22, 2004
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Maudlin Street
I miss pieces of you.
Always.
Stealer of my days!

The mountainous happenings
that bind us to a closeness
with our own knots.
Changing and evolving through the
times spent in cluttered pointlesness
without even a glimpse of you.
My invisible honeychild.

When night broadens its grin and
we want each other more than
anyone else wants us,
you grab me by the heart with
just your presence.
Picking at the lock of my casing
until I fall from within it,
like stones,
and, when you bend, to gather me to you
with kisses,
I secretly fix you to my soul
forever
and shiver to flame.

When every time you don't
think you're beautiful
is when I know my sight is
miles better than yours.
And, when your words of frustration
lie on your bottom lip
to catch at the hem of an argument
that was passing
so you can pull it back in as a vehicle
in which to drive your
insecurities at me,
I always understand.

How I would like to wrap you
in a chrysalis.
Watching you sleep, with a beauty
that only you hold, with every
scar they saw fit to brand on you, fading
like a magic that you bring to me.
When you awake
I will make you new!
 
When every time you don't
think you're beautiful
is when I know my sight is
miles better than yours.
And, when your words of frustration
lie on your bottom lip
to catch at the hem of an argument
that was passing
so you can pull it back in as a vehicle
in which to drive your
insecurities at me,
I always understand.


^^ This verse has made me weep every time I read this poem. The imagery is so vivid, I could almost imagine you were writing this for me :)

Possibly the most beautiful and meaningful of your work, in my eyes, although I love everything you've written.

Simply lovely.
 
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